ALLEY OOP - bumboi ft glizzy x sadfriendd (prod. bumboi)

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visual:
https://youtu.be/nHifaxOzL5E

reptilian god mana:
https://soundcloud.com/realreptoidshit

yck:
https://soundcloud.com/yck_official

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trees, reptilian god mana, & yck - smile for the gangstalkers

LYRICS :
Pop-pop out with that galick gun 

Feed her some my kakarot 

Banana be my clip drum hitting like its donkey kong

Jumping over barrels im not one to save a hoe nah 

Get the hell up out my face i need another gold star 



All these other rappers cappin talkin bout some redrum 

Only thing get cut up is yo fatass need a niptuck 

nagging so much worse than a lil bitch up on her menstrual 

Acting like im pressed about a bird i never gave a fuck 



Fuck fuck fuck 

South side playaz we gon pull up to yo crib 

Knock knock playa may i mack up on yo trick 

I dont even gotta ask she already let me in 



Call me kjay when i lose i still feel like im gon win 

If im outta mind im outta sight aint got time for no friends 

Why they talk behind my back the voices tell me everything 

I know it sound a lil crazy i aint wrong yous a bitch 







I been 

Trying

Too much

To let it go 



Keep yo 

silence 

Before 

I let it blow


Got that bitch howlin gutter to the moonlight 247 throw the blade like a kunai
24k chrome armour sittin poolside
White bitch HOLLUP wait bitch
get the noose tied 
F -fuck -fuck your clique it’s ab6 or dsg
Now that I ain’t w yo bitch no more I left that for the streets
Yung gutt in the cut steady posted w the fleet
Bitch im hoppin on these beats and steady walking like I’m gleesh

Gleesh walk do it all for the set
I keep em all out of breathe I hit the mall with the tech
I tell er baby don’t you worry got it all in the bag
But anyway it doesn’t matter bitch we all living dead

Gs up
hoes down
For the neck
3s up
Ghost out
You a pawn for the rest
Who was that like I don’t know em
treat em like they cigarettes
I’m Out the flames I’m with a sword
I Put Diamond on my chest

DUNGEON QUEST 1998 - bumboi w gutterbousouz (prod. bumboi)

I said baby whats yo name 
And where you from 

I just wanna know 

Can i be the one 
That could take you 
Round the world 

Think i want you 
To be my girl 

We can have a conversation 
Cmon girl lets talk
I got  time that i can waste
If you wanna take a walk 
Dont gotta settle 
For complacent 

Ill take my time 
Baby im patient 
_________________
Its like as soon as i knew you 

I knew that it would last 

like i met you 
from my last life

Or somewhere from the past 
2 different souls
From different places 

You meant for me 
I had to face it 

Sending texts 
Like its a love letter 

throw it in the trash 

Stay up 
waiting till the sun
Hoping you would write me back 
Do anything no hesitation 

Would never rip 
Or tear these pages 
_______________
Hook

BE MY GIRL ( Prod. Dirty Vans )

why i feel like teddy bridgewater?

why i feel like teddy bridgewater? (99-02 mix)

Kid Andre & trees - Kaleidoscope

Kid Andre & trees - NothingMajor (feat. Mike Da Rula)

Kid Andre & trees - FloppyDisk

Lyrics:

(Bitch)
I been in my bag
Better get back
'Fore I attack
Cause if I pull out this strap
Then it's just dead people in body bags
I'm feeling a little manic
It's got me in panic mode
I'm manic depressive
And know that I'm bouta fucking blow
If I would've ran with a crew
Way back in the day
We'd be shooting up schools
Feeling a little delusional
What I could do to you
Putting your shit on the roof
So fuck it
I'm making your brains explode
Putting your shit on the ceiling
In front of your hoes
Talk that shit now
I'm finna come walk this bitch down

They thought that they could talk about me
And that I wouldn't do shit
They thought that they could walk around me
And that I just threw fits
They thought that they could cop a bounty
And just pounce on my shit
But now I got a growth spurt
And I leave 'em toothless

Do the things I wanna do
Run up and pay the price
Get ravenous like piranhas do
Your body covered in bites
I'm smoking marijuana goop
Hits from the knife
Bitch I can tell ya bout the one and two
We'll show ya the light
Can't give a fuck about no pussy motherfucker you know
I know you talking shit about me
I got fire for the smoke
I got a rope
I'll catch a puny little shrimp by the throat
I'll walk in blood till I'm soaked
I'll swim through blood with my bow
Bitch!
Gave up on the pocket knives
Now I rock a sheath
I could cut you open like a fruit
And let the pit breathe
I could cut you open like a patient under surgery
If I cut you open you should murder me
Gave up on the pocket knives
Now I rock a sheath
I could cut you open like a fruit
And let the pit breathe (I could cut you uh huh)
I could, cut you
If I cut you open you should murder me!

Goth Boy pull up in a trench coat
All black, white eyes, and a pencil
What he do?
Do he write?
Or do he flick it?
The Dewey decimal system about to make 'em livid
Six-six-six
Bitch I'm hard as glass
Watch how easily I break off this shard in your ass
Harden the pass
I'm constipated
Shit fucking me up
I'm bouta r*pe you with my guts
You keep fucking with us
My insides penetrating yours
And explosions!
Fuck venom
Bitch I'm living in these emotions
I own 'em
Like I own you
You my slave
I'm the type of person to blow up inside a rave

They thought that they could talk about me
And that I wouldn't do shit
They thought that they could walk around me
And that I just threw fits
They thought that they could cop a bounty
And just pounce on my shit
But now I got a growth spurt
And I leave 'em toothless

Kid Andre & trees - FloppyDisk

KID ANDRE

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